Been there, done that. On holiday in Tunisia there was this place that served great breakfast, but their stereo was locked on looping the same Eros Ramazotti song. I still get flashbacks sometimes.
I guess
Felice Navidad would be worse though. How many repeats of that could you endure before feeling an overpowering urge to kick somebody's teeth in? Three? Five?
Finally, there is of course always a case for
Kum Ba Ya, my Lord. Or
Rivers of Babylon. Or
Iko Iko.
Or this.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=baU6Gv1_cZA